It wasn't yesterday. Whatever. It was maybe last week.
We were walking around Target and she was all lovin on me...telling me how she misses me and she's happy I don't have to go to work so we can be together all the time. Nice, right? She's so sweet. I love her. Awww.
Then she starts singing, "Bad Boys." You know, the theme music for that cop show. I am pretty sure she was singing it for an hour, but I could be wrong. Maybe it was ten.
So I ask her nicely to please sing mommy a different song. And she says, "I wish you'd go back to work so I could just sing my song."